I love trees. I am not sure how this love of trees began, but there is something about them that fascinates me. As I began this blog post, it reminded me how much my life is like a tree.
Trees begin as a seed, and they grow. They grow towards the light, however they can find it. Eventually, they begin to blossom. Some even provide sweet fruits or nuts. They change too. Some of their leaves fall off. Some change colors. Others twist and turn branches so that they again see the sun. They need water. And they need to be nourished. Some are resilient, and others are temperamental. Some are tall, and some are short. Some house life, while others grow solo.
Life has been crazy lately. I know, it's crazy, but it reminded me of a tree. Seasons. Things change. And while seasons come around again, they will always be different, in one way or another. I am thankful that through it all, Jesus does not change. He is the same. And that's one thing I find comfort within.
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